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Yoongi thought as he stormed down the hall with a fit of rage from the ridiculous assumptions his co-workers came up with about him & his "New attitude" towards a certain patient.

I Know They're Just Being Stupid Again, But...

Yoongi shakes his head from the many thoughts running through his mind & proceeds on his way to the one place where he could finally be alone, having some time to get his mind off this nonsense ; His office.

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Yoongi sighs heavily as he slowly enters his office & presses his back against the door, shutting it. He makes his way towards his desk, placing his countless number of paperwork onto it before taking his seat.

Yoongi shuffles through the files when one catches his attention, Park Jimin. He takes out his information & places it on top. He couldn't help but smirk from the thought of the mischievous client. Yoongi became lost in his thoughts when the sound of the door knocking brings him back to reality.

"Come in." Yoongi says as he quickly hides Jimin's paperwork from sight. He straighten ​himself out, watching the door open. Yoongi's shoulders slouched from seeing who had entered the room.

"Oh, it's you.." He sighed with a low, monotone voice.

"Of course it's me, I'm the only one who visits you here." Namjoon says with a smile on his face, showing off his dimples.

"You're not here to bother me with that dumb shit the others said, are you?"

"No, but I wanted to have a small chat about a patient." Yoongi raises an eyebrow.

"& who might that be?"

"You're newest client, Park Jimin."

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Namjoon pulls up a chair close to Yoongi's desk, placing his elbows perfectly onto it, overlapping his fingers together & leans forward.

"I'm not stupid you know? What's going on between you & the patient? You're not getting attached are you?" Namjoon questioned with a much more serious tone compared to before.

"I've been working here for almost 4 years now. I've seen countless of patients from all ages & terminal... what makes you think Jimin would strike a cord with me? Use your brain for once."

The room goes dead silent before Namjoon lets out a small chuckle.

"Alright, I'll believe you. Maybe it's my exhausted mind doing the talking." Namjoon takes his arms off the desk & places them in the back of his head. The messy paperwork​ laying on Yoongi's desk, a certain file which was subtly hidden catches his attention.

"You're disorganized, it's not like you."

"I was busy looking through paperwork​ before you showed up.." Namjoon chuckles.

"You should clean that up before something that's not supposed to be seen gets out." Yoongi smacks his hand away.

"What are you talking about? Just leave already before you break something. Isn't it supposed to be your shift?"

With that, Namjoon stands up & proceeds to exit Yoongi's office. The sound of the door shutting was a sign of relief.

They're All So Ridiculous...

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The next night, Yoongi arrives at work unmotivated as ever to see the first patient of the night. Questioning himself why the hell did the assign him for the night shift, even though it's been a good 4 years.

He yawns as he checks himself in & grabs a cup of coffee before making his way towards the elevator. As the empty elevator shuts, a hand quickly stops the door & the doctor enters with him. That doctor was Kim Seokjin, with his usual, relaxed smile on his face, mostly when he's not around his immature, younger coworkers.

"On the behalf of the others​, I'm sorry about what happened last night." Yoongi shrugs his shoulders.

"It's whatever, I'm used to them acting like complete idiots anyways... I feel bad for Jungkook since they placed him in our unit." Seokjin chuckles.

"Yeah, I feel the same way." The sound of the elevator beep catches Yoongi's attention. Seokjin waves goodbye to him before Yoongi makes his way to the rehabilitation center. As he continues on his way down the hall, walking pass numerous doctors rushing in & out of rooms when he notices someone in the special room where patients practiced walking or to strengthen the muscles in their legs.

Is That...

There was no doubt about it, the fluffy pink hair gave it all away. Yoongi would continue on his way, but instead forgot about what he was doing & enters the walking facility.

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Yoongi quietly closes the door behind him as he watches Jimin attempting to make his way across the room while holding onto the metal bars for support.

"Need some help?" Yoongi asked with a small smirk on his face. Surprised, Jimin quickly turns his head to see who it was.

"Oh! it's you, pervert!"

"When will you let that go... that's not my name." Jimin smiles.

"I know, but I'm just saying what you are." He slowly turns his body to face Yoongi, clearly having a hard time. His arms were shaking as he gripped the metal bars.

"Seriously, do you need help?"

"No, I'm fine trust me... I'll get used to it after a while." Yoongi sighs from the sight of Jimin struggling & ignores his request by walking up to him, offering his hand.

"There's no way I'm holding your hand, I said I'm fine."

Here He Goes Again...

"Just grab it already... I'm not costing my job by you getting injured." Jimin stares at Yoongi's hand for a bit before pouting.

"Why would I do that...?" Jimin stays quiet before slowly lifting his hand from the support railing & places his hand into Yoongi's. His hands were tiny & soft compared to Yoongi's big, veiny hands. Yoongi manages to keep a straight face, trying not to laugh at how adorable the size comparison was. He carefully guides Jimin across the room.